Howling in pain,aunt Donna began to fall backwards,and mom took the advantage by pushing her against the wall very low,causing my aunts' head to bounce on the sheetrock while letting her grip on moms' cheek go.Ma took her hands and grabbed Donna's throat,but just as quickly Donna locked her legs tight around mom's waist.I heard a pop,thought for sure she broke a few ribs,but thankfully no.I had noticed the sides of Donna's hose were torn,with long strips missing from under her ass to almost her ankles;this was the beginning of the ladies destroying each other.Next would be flesh wounds,then deep scratches,and who knows-maybe mortal injuries.At present mom's hose were intact but that wasn't going to last long.
They lay there for about five minutes-mom on her knees with a chokehold on donna,while her legs tightened on mas' midsection.All through this battle the one thing that never changed was their eyes.They both ran full of hate and lust-I knew that if they had the chance one or both of these enemies would breathe her last by the end of this war.While i was scared shitless for my mother,the lust in my thighs wanted to see this through to the end.
I knew something would break this stalemate,and sure enough Donna began to rock side to side,slowly at first,but then more and more rapidly.Moms struggling to get air from the scissors eventually weakened her fingers on donna's throat,while at the same time i could see donna's plan.She rocked side to side faster and faster,until she was able to roll mom-still in the grip of her leg scissor-over on her side.She got mom on her left side on the carpet;legs tightening still;while now grabbing mom's hair with both hands.I heard my mother make a horrible guttural moan,while spit with blood trickled from her mouth.I could now see mom's ass and crotch full exposed,piss or pussy juice had stained her hose;could have been pee from fright-who could tell.I was sure I could smell the aroma of my mothers vagina though.It was the odor I knew so well from all those times masturbating with her hose.It drove me mad with lust,and pride,and anger.Thinking out loud-"Come on mom!!!Kill this fuckin bitch!!!Fight her!!!
Much as i tried to cheer her on ,i could feel her slipping away.Donna was too angry and too strong.
As she began to fade,i saw donna release her hand and reach under ma's legs;she rammed her rednailed middle finger in mom's hole, she screamed but before i knew it Donna pulled out and caught her nails in moms hose.She began to pull and twist,until they gave way.She now released her hold-pushing mom's weakening body off her lower leg,and kicking her square in the belly with her left foot then following up with a heel from her right,directly in moms snatch.If my mother had any air she'd probably have cried out,but the long scissor hold weakened her,she just moaned from deep within.Donna stood,tore off her own hose,and standing over momma said-"This is for thirty years of your bullshit!Always crying to people how my sister and I hurt you.Now you''ll see what real pain is pig!"She dragged mom upright off the carpet,I watched in horror,unable to move or even speak,as Donna tore mom's suntan hose off her and wrapped them around her throat,then pushed her back face down on the rug,breaking her nose.She then tied ma's hands together at the back,and looped that knot over moms ankles.What a sight;my mother's strong legs that proved useless,her sexy feet pointed upward behind her;one last time donna yanked her up on her knees.This time she took her own black hose and balled it up,ramming it down my mothers throat.I saw the fear in mom's eyes,but i was paralyzed.
In all the fog of battle,i had lost track of the sister Diane;the skinny one mom fought last time.Sure enough,she walked in the bedroom door.She stood next to Donna,and I knew mom was finished.."Here sis,she's all yours now!Diane peeled her own hose off,and took one of those scrawny feet and began to kick mom repeatedly-in the cheek,throat,belly,temples.Each blow put mommy closer to the end.Around the back she went-the other foot now;rapid blows to moms back,neck and asscrack.Her foot may have been thin,but the sheer number of blows was too much.She took her pantyhose now,and for the final act spread the waist section over mom's head like a condom.She then began to tie a knot with the two legs and secured them under her armpits.She lay there encased in her enemies hose-it was the most horrifying yet most erotic thing i had ever seen.It resembled a giant web made by a nylon spider. Donna stood there smiling,and grabbed Diane to tell her"It's over,she's done.Let her son help her now,his cock is bulging out of his shorts,the sick bastard.Hey,why don't you fuck her?"
They both giggled and left the room.I was left alone with my beaten mother.
